Male Supporters Want to Fall in Love [Quick Transmigration]

"Knight Commander Miller!"

The handsome knight with short flaxen hair nodded slightly to the knights who saluted him, and walked through the corridor without looking sideways.

There was a forest behind the church hall, and he saw a blond young man sitting under the tree without any surprise.Miller sighed and called, "Winterson."

The young man sitting on the ground leaning on the tree trunk lazily closed his eyes, his handsome and delicate appearance looked like an angel on a church mural.His blond hair was as bright as the sun, slightly curly, tied into a bundle with an unknown stem and leaf, hanging on his chest.

He didn't respond to Miller's cry, until someone walked in front of him, he raised his head slightly, opened his green eyes, and said in a clear voice, "What's wrong?"

Miller frowned. "What did you do today on Nancy Avenue?"

He also imitated Winterson, sitting on the grass with him, but Winterson stood up calmly and moved his body: "Just send a little blessing from the God of Light."

Winterson is still wearing armor, but his movements are light and not bulky at all.

Miller knew that he didn't like people approaching him, and he didn't care. He just repeated: "Blessings from the God of Light?"

He looked at Winterson suspiciously: "Really?"

Miller and Winterson entered the church together to become Knights of Light. The church has very strict standards for selecting bishops and knights, but Winterson has always acted as he pleases, hardly paying attention to the dogma of the church, and even being wrong The God of Light salutes.

But the cardinal tolerated him, because Winterson's light attribute was too high.

Believers who believe in the God of Light are proud of their own attributes of light. They believe that it is the gift and favor of the gods to them, and therefore determine the position of the bishop and the son of God in the church.

Only a small number of people know that the result of the light attribute tested by Winterson is even more dazzling than the test result of an archbishop.

Moreover, Miller knew that this free and undisciplined knight of light once said disrespectful words of "not believing in gods"-he didn't take gods seriously at all.

"It's true," Winterson nodded casually, he seemed to be very interested in the leaves on the treetops, and leaned over to observe it carefully, "Then, my beloved Lord Knight, you came to me just Ask such a small thing?"

Miller sighed, he was used to Winterson's attitude.He was about to stand up, but was dragged down by the heavy armor, and suddenly fell to the grass.

Miller's face blushed quietly. He saw that Winterson, who was facing away from him, didn't seem to notice his embarrassment, and stood up nonchalantly while leaning on the tree trunk: "No, there is a guard from the palace outside the church. Jun, I want to come to see you by name."

"Oh, okay," Winterson said without turning his head, his tone drawn out, "I'll go right away."

Miller hesitated to speak.

Although the king has political dominion over the entire country, the church is independent, and it almost rules people's beliefs, so it maintains a delicate relationship with the royal family.

Miller thought for a while and said to Winterson, "Winterson, the Cardinal once said that private contact with members of the royal family is forbidden."

The blond-haired youth let out a casual "hmm", but still didn't look back.

When Miller left, someone in the woods let out a chuckle: "Heh..."

The handsome blond young man put his hand on the branch, his emerald green eyes curled up, and he seemed to be unable to suppress his smile: "What a fool, the majestic Knight Commander of Light, who can also wrestle."

Winterson seemed to be talking to himself, and his voice sounded like jade hitting each other, but he had a dark feeling: "He doesn't think no one has found out, does he?"

There was no one here, so naturally no one answered him.The wind passed through the branches, bringing a "rustling" sound, the treetops swayed slightly, and the green leaves rubbed against the back of his hand, as if a mother was comforting a naughty child.

Winterson walked out of the church gate, and saw the Guardsman coming from the palace at a glance.

"Mr. Thain," Winterson greeted him, "Long time no see."

The blond young man stood in front of the magnificent gatepost of the church, wearing armor and holding a sword at his waist.The sun shone on his blond hair, giving off a holy radiance, as if the next moment, he would return to the relief painting on the doorpost, shoulder to shoulder with the gods.

Thain was in a daze for a while, and hurried forward: "Long time no see... Winterson, let's talk about it in another place."

Thain, wearing the uniform of the head of the Praetorian Guard, stood out of place in front of the church.

"Uh, Mr. Winterson, I'm actually here to find you...how should I put it, it's not a private matter..." The cold sweat on Thain's head was about to fall, and he could feel the sights of the priests coming and going, Let him be like a light on his back.

Winterson looked at him for a while before raising a smile, which looked warm and sunny: "Mr. Thain, let's talk over there."

The head of the Imperial Guard couldn't wish more, and hurriedly left the church with him.

"Is there any new commission?"

Thain ordered the wine familiarly, poured it to Winterson himself, and said in a low voice: "Yes, but it's not my commission, it's His Majesty's."

"Oh?" Winterson raised his eyebrows slightly, showing a little surprise, and then quickly changed the topic to what he cared about: "What about the reward?"

Now that the church and the royal family are secretly competing, they have to maintain a kind of friendship on the surface: the king will go to the church to pray before the God of Light, and the cardinal will ask the priests to pray for people.

There are also some people like Thain, who are ordered to do things that they cannot do by themselves, so they have to secretly seek help from the church.

Winterson was such a good trader because he was short on money.Thain has already traded with him several times, and each time he gave him a generous reward, and he will not worry that the Knight of Light will be exposed.

Thain stretched out five fingers: "Five hundred gold coins."

Winterson's surprise this time was genuine. It was the first time he had received such a high price: "What do I need?"

Thain smiled and said, "The day after tomorrow is our Princess Susie's birthday, you just need to stay in the palace for a day, but..."

On the mountain not far from the king, Zhang Ning took off his large cloak.

Zhang Ning asked: "It's so close, won't it be exposed?"

"No," the system said, "I calculated it, you fly higher first, then increase the size, and then dive over..."

After two days of "stepping on the spot", Zhang Ning has confirmed the plan of "the dragon kidnapping the princess".

Today is the birthday of the princess of the kingdom. According to the plot, she received a gift in the palace, which is a priceless gem.It was this jewel that attracted the attention of the dragon, and carried off with the princess.

But the soul of this princess has been replaced by the heroine who traveled through time. With her intelligence, she survived in the dragon's lair until the knight sent by the king came to rescue her. As for the evil dragon...

"Then you are offline." The system said, "It doesn't matter whether it is made into armor or a shield."

Zhang Ning stopped guessing about the future, sighed, and asked the system more than a few times: "Are you sure there is nothing wrong with this plan?"

The system says, "I'm sure."

Zhang Ning asked again: "According to the formula you calculated, is it really possible?"

System: "Stop asking, I'm also a little nervous, I always feel like I've forgotten something."

Zhang Ning stopped asking, for fear that the system would crash: "Your system will also be nervous..."

He stopped talking, estimated the time, and turned into the original body.

When the silver dragon flew over the sky of the king's capital, its figure suddenly became bigger.His huge wings are enough to cover the sky and the sun, causing people to exclaim.

At the banquet in the palace, the guests were no longer as dignified as they used to be, and they ran around with their heads in their arms. The king looked up at the silver dragon in astonishment, and said in disbelief, "This, how is this possible!"

"Your Majesty!" The Imperial Guards shouted, "Please hide your Majesty!"

But Yinlong turned a blind eye to these noises, he had already found his target.

It was a precious gemstone of brilliance, which attracted dragons firmly.It's just that gem, hidden by a figure in a gorgeous skirt.

It was unclear whether the dazzling light was emitted by the gemstone, or the golden trace left by the sun on the man's hair.

Yinlong's huge eyes narrowed slightly, he flapped his wings, swooped down amidst the screams of the crowd, and then quickly circled up, dragging his tail and flying into the sky.

Zhang Ning flew very fast. He found the direction of the lair, landed on the edge of the cliff, and carefully put the unconscious person down.

The heroine was slowly put down on the ground, her hair was brilliant golden, perhaps because of the strong wind during the flight, it was a bit messy, covering her face, making it impossible to see her features clearly.

The temperature at the edge of the cliff was very low, Zhang Ning was afraid of freezing the unconscious heroine, so he planned to move her into the cave.

Zhang Ning stretched out his paws, originally wanted to scratch her, but was afraid that he would do too much, so he walked around the unconscious person on the ground, carefully biting the hem of her skirt, and dragged her into the cave.

"I'm sorry, I really can't help it," Zhang Ning murmured, "I'm sorry I bit your skirt, I have a lot of gold coins, you can take whatever you want..."

System: "The mission was successful...Huh?"

It stopped suddenly in the middle of its speech, Zhang Ning was startled by it, stopped and asked nervously: "What's wrong?"

"It's strange," the system was confused, "It is said that the storyline should be 10% here."

"But now it's only 5%."

And that 5% of the plot is still the time-travel plot completed by the heroine herself.

Yinlong blinked and said, "Does this need to be updated?"

"I don't know..." Ever since he came to this world, the system gave Zhang Ning the feeling of nervousness, and the data will be tested every one or two days.The system rustled without knowing what to do, and then said: "No, I always feel like I forgot something."

Zhang Ning felt a little sympathetic to the system at this time, and comforted it, saying, "Don't be too nervous, I'm doing the task well, there won't be any mistakes..."

"Why not," the system said, "in the last world you-"

It suddenly stopped talking.

Zhang Ning didn't quite understand what it meant: "What?"

"What happened to the last world?"

"Nothing," the system said, "I'll check the data again, just wait for me."

Zhang Ning: "...All right."

He only focused on talking to the system, the silver dragon's tail flicked unconsciously, and the tip of the tail hit the cave wall.

The dragon's body was covered with scales, its skin was rough and its flesh was thick, so it hardly felt the impact, but the sharp scales on its tail cut across the stone wall, picked up trivial stone fragments, and scattered them all over the ground.

He also didn't notice that the "hostess" lying on the ground had regained consciousness.

The author has something to say: In fact, both the system and Ningning have overlooked the most obvious point...